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Description: Frida (2002)set to Amanda Martinez - Alcoba Azul Lyrics+English/Spanish Translation: La noche ira sin prisa de nostalgia -The night will go slowly with nostalgia Habrá de ser un tango nuestra herida-This Tango will be our wound Un acordeón sangriento nuestas almas-And this bleeding accordions our Souls Seremos esta noche todo el día-We will be this night all day. Vuelve a mí- Come back to me, Ámame sin luz-Love me with the light off En nuestra alcoba azul-In our Blue Bedroom, Donde no hubo sol para nosotros-Where there was no sun to shine on us. Ciégame-Blind me, Mata mi corazón-Kill my Heart En nuestra alcoba azul-In our Blue bedroom, Mi Amor-My love. La noche ira sin prisa de nostalgia -The night will go slowly with nostalgia Habrá de ser un tango nuestra herida - This Tango will be our wound Un acordeón sangriento nuestas almas- And this bleeding accordion our Souls Seremos esta noche todo el día - We will be this night all day. Vuelve a mí - Come back to me, Ámame sin luz - Love me with the light off En nuestra alcoba azul - In our Blue Bedroom Donde no hubo sol para nosotros - Where there was no sun to shine on us. Ciégame - Blind me Mata mi corazón - Kill my Heart En nuestra alcoba azul - In our Blue bedroom Mi Amor - My love. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Truth is, so great, that I wouldn’t like to speak, or sleep, or listen, or love. To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood, outside time and magic, within your own fear, and your great anguish, and within the very beating of your heart. All this madness, if I asked it of you, I know, in your silence, there would be only confusion. I ask you for violence, in the nonsense, and you, you give me grace, your light and your warmth. I’d like to paint you, but there are no colors, because there are so many, in my confusion, the tangible form of my great love."-Frida Kahlo